5 Soul Spiri

Arbor turned around and noticed a beautiful man with golden hair and green eyes walking towards his direction. This man had a pleasant smile on his defined face. Haoshe was dressed in a green robe with golden stitching. The neck lining and belt were golden and gave off a small luster. On the left chest and the back, a similar tree was stitched in gold.

"Ugh…Hi," Arbor hesitated, "who are you?"

"Arbor!" Sol, Vulcan, and Telum snapped.

"Hey now, hey now. Easy you guys. I guess you all have not told him about me? Arbor, I am Ma Haoshe. You can think of me as," he clarified, "your adoptive father. First off, congratulations on taking your first steps on the never-ending road of cultivation. As a congratulatory gift I will give you one weapon of your choosing"

"It's a pleasure to meet you Master Mo Haoshe"

"Enough with the formalities. Simple call me Haoshe or Mo. Your elder siblings, I guess you could call them, still insist on being more formal after these thousands of years that they have been with me."

"If senior," Arbor paused as noticed a glare from Haoshe," I mean Mo, if would be so kind, I would like a sword. Preferably two and half. " Arbor responded without hesitation.

"Don't jump the gun kid." Vulcan interjected. "First, you need to find out what your soul spirit is. Then you need to find out what will work best with that. Thalli, for example, uses a musical instrument as hers."

"I, on the other hand, I use multiple eight-trigram formation disc. Within them I have implanted 8 of my most useful formations. They all are built specifically counter certain people and their traits." Pona added.

"What your seniors have said is correct. Come," Haoshe spoke as he waved Arbor over, "let's find out what lies within that soul of yours."

As he waved, the stump that Arbor was sitting on started to move towards a flat piece of land just twenty-five feet away. Pona had already started to lay down formation flags and drawing runes in within a circular formation.

In the center of the circle, Arbor was sitting down with his legs crossed and his hands cupped over his knees. He was instructed to sit still and that the process would be harmless. He is trying his best to keep still, but his excitement is causing him to jitter every so often.

'I can't believe this is actually happening. Its just like some of those animes and novels. I will be able to move mountains, call upon the wind, and fly through the sky. I used to dream of this day.' Arbor thought to himself.

"Hey, I'm not dreaming, am I?" Arbor mused aloud.

"Shut up!" Pona commanded.

The essence in the area started to spiral towards Arbor and insert his body right above his waste where his dantain could be found. All of the symbols and patters were lighting up, signifying that the formation was active.

This is the process of allowing the essence in the area to enter the dantain. A high majority of those who break through the mortal realm are not accustomed to gathering essence into their body. Thus, this type of formation was created to aid them in the process. The body is not capable of housing the energy of the essence when it is born. Think of it as a house. Who would live in a house that has no walls? After the house is built, people will then be able to live inside. Later on the house can be improved in various ways.

An hour later the lights around Arbor began diming down. The formation had served its purpose.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, my name is Magna." A mysterious voice sounded inside Arbors head. This caused him to scream and jump in fright. This was the first time Arbor had someone talk to him mentally. The spectators gave a puzzled look at his actions. A small giggle came from Vulcan.

"As mischievous as always," Haoshe mumbled as he let out a laugh.

"Calm down Arbor. That was just Vulcan who spoke to you. As cultivators we have the ability to do an infinite amount of things. Granted you have the power to. Speaking telepathically is something you are not able to do yet. That will come later down the road when you start to develop your soul." Thalli spoke as she made her way towards Arbor. She placed her right thumb on his wrist and sent her soul into his body. Once she was in, she helped talk Arbor through the process of how to do introspection.

A few minutes passed by before she retracted her soul and stood up. "Just as some of you had already expected, his soul spirit is a tree. It is not any basic tree though. Arbor, why don't you show us? Do just as I taught you."

Arbor took a deep breath then nodded. He closed his eyes then tried to project his spirit. He started to get frustrated after the eighth try. After seeing the anger in his body Telum got an idea.

"Hey kid, why don't we have go." A voice gibbed, bringing Arbor back to his senses.

Opening his eyes, he noticed Telum staring at him with a spear and a sword in his hand. His years of training instilled a second nature inside of him of what to do. Arbor pointed at the spear, signaling that is the weapon he wanted to use. Telum tossed it his was. Arbor moved towards the spear as it was in midair, caught it, and starting to fight Telum. Of course, Telum had suppressed his strength to Arbors level.

Telum knows that he must push his opponent to his limits for his spirit to come out. Immediately Arbor was being ferociously attacked, which caused him to be on the defensive side. The battle started to heat up to the point of a life and death battle. This is a first for Arbor.

Minutes had passed an Arbor now had miniscule cuts all over his body. Each cut was superficial on slightly grazing the skin. This showed to mastery Telum had over the sword. 'Is this the strength of cultivators? I have so much power and these cuts don't hurt either.' Arbor thought to himself.

"Focus!" Telum barked.

He started to realize how bad he was losing and started to fight seriously. After a couple of parries, Arbor had finally gotten a chance to counter attack. Whether it was from his own skill, or Telum letting him, Arbor did not know. Now that he was on the offensive he started to use around eighty percent of his power. Unfortunately, that go him no where and he realized this. He took a step back to gather himself.

"Maximum effort," Arbor murmured before starting a barrage of attacks. Only a minute has passed by before sweat covered every inch of Arbors body.

Suddenly a translucent tree hovered above Arbors head. The trunk stood tall with a bark that hand slivers of golden light and flowers sprouting from it. The branches were thick and lengthy, with vines draped over them that hung halfway to the bottom of the tree. The leaves are different shades of green and gave of a small shine and feeling that their edges were as shape as any blade. At the base of the tree a small animal could be seen curled up in a little ball.

"Utterly exquisite." Haoshe exclaimed.